Well, I haven't blogged since Easter weekend. Why? 1) Because I'm usually too busy/lazy to, and 2) no one reads this anyway, so why bother?
Regardless, I'm blogging today for the sheer heck of it.
I've decided to kill myself. Well, not really, not exactly. But pretty darn close. I've decided to take a stab at triathlons. It's about time. I've been talking about doing them for years now, and I always said I would give it a go some time in my 30's. I was always saying that in my 20's, but now I'm 33 and I can't really put it off anymore. I feel like I was too young and too undisciplined to make this kind of physical (and financial) commitment in my 20's. I can't really say I'm all that much more disciplined and financially well-off now than I was in my 20's, but if I put this off any longer I'll be a white-haired old man riding around in a speedo on a bike. And that would just be embarrassing (I think).
So, I bought myself a hot new tri bike, some super-hero-looking outfits, and a really helpful super-cool tri coach. And I went ahead and signed up for the NYRR Sprint Triathlon on August 1st, 2010. I was going to train for a year before trying any races, but I realized, along with Lisa'a prodding, that I really am already in good enough shape to start doing sprint triathlons. Do I ever want to do Ironman? I don't think so. It just seems so bad on the body, like running the NYC Marathon. Just ask any doctor how bad it actually is for you. No, no. I think my goal will be to get good enough to compete in Olympic-distance triathlons: 1.5 km swim, 40 km bike, 10 km run. What I'll be doing on August 1st will just be a mere tiny little 400 m swim, 12 mile bike, and 5 k run.
Oops.. time to change buses. Will write more later.. (maybe)